To lovers and dreamers and anyone who hasn’t truly experienced either.

Coincidence is just a safe conformist for fate.

Just because one person's problem is less traumatic than another's doesn't mean they're required to hurt less

One more thing: don’t feel bad for not telling me that you loved me. You didn’t need to say it. I knew all along that you did.

Depression is pain in its purest form.

What compels any of us to do the things we do when deep down a part of us just wants to break free from it all?

I could die in this bed with him right now, wrapped in his arms and I would never know that I had died.